What do I do now?
With all these memories?
Everything is reminding me of you.
Your face,
The memory etched into my brain.
I'm scared to forget.
Do I have to forget that I ever loved you?
That you were the only one that mattered?
Should I burn every memory I have of you?
Along with all the things that reminds me of you?
And if I do will I regret it?
Will you ever come back to me and make new memories?
I don't want to let you go
But holding on is killing me.
Yet so does the thought of forgetting you.
I don't think I could,
But who knows when pain
Becomes unbearable and yet if it does.
Have I not left traces of you everywhere?
Ones that even formatting cannot erase?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem